Disclaimer: Naruto is part of one of the things that I don't own..

A/N: Hello all! I'm just loving my new planner for all of my fics! I can't wait till the summer so I can divulge more time to this! PLUS, my history classes in the summer are all scheduled for 6:30, so MORE TIME DURING THE DAY!!! Unless I get a job...-_-'

p.s.: The part about the withered hand, well that's Itachi. Fun Fact: Vampires wither away unless they hunt. When they hunt, they get stronger.

-With The Enemy-

Les Yeux Rouges de la Mort | The Red Eyes of Death

"Nothing is more dreadful in life than the profound thought that death may only greet you with eternal nothingness."

~Kim Elizabeth

Hinata looked at her watch. It read half past six. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. The swift shuddering sounds of the thunder echoed across the small city. This greatly increased her worry, and every now and then she'd glance at the phone. Tonight, she didn't plan on having a late night meeting with the sharingan user. "Come on, Naruto," she said worriedly.

Just then the doorbell rang. She quickly got up and opened the door.

"You'd better have enough information, Hinata-chan, because I sure don't." said a dripping and sopping wet Naruto.

"G-gomen, Naruto-sempai! Come in, come in!" she greeted him.

They both entered the dark apartment. "Um, Hinata, why is everything dark?" asked Naruto, shivering unconsciously.

"Well, there's a th-thunderstorm, Naruto-sempai. No electricity allowed!"

Naruto laughed. Hinata liked his laugh. It had a booming bell-like sound quality to it, and it filled the empty walls of Hinata's house with its joyful rumbling.

Suddenly Naruto's stomach made a weird grinding noise.

"I guess you're hungry, Naruto." she stated, running to the kitchen to make dinner. "Would you like some soup?"

"Yes please, Hinata-chan." he said happily, grabbing a kitchen towel and wiping his hair. "Do you have any spare clothes?" he mumbled.

"Mhmm. There's some in the drawer in my room upstairs. Help yourself!" said Hinata cheerfully.

She took a small pot and dumped some water into it.

Meanwhile, Naruto was busy searching a shirt for him to wear. "Ugh, why are all Hinata's shirts sexist?" he growled.

"Looking for something?" said a voice, dripping with sarcasm.

Naruto whipped around, facing Itachi Uchiha. "Who are you?" Naruto growled.

"I would rather ask you that question. Or, I think I'll rephrase it to: What are you?" Itachi smirked.

Naruto roared. "I AM HUMAN, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!" he stomped on the ground, and cracks appeared on the hardwood.

"Heh. Yeah right." Itachi swooped down from the ledge and looked into the face of Uzumaki Naruto.

"You're a child of the moon, destroyed by lycanthropy. You are not a human."

Itachi moved closer to Naruto and lifted his dangerous hands, positioning himself. Behind him, the hunter's moon glowed with yellow sickliness, illuminating everything in its path. Seeing the moon, Naruto's eyes gleamed red, as his irises morphed into a more felinish state. The Uchiha smirked, as Naruto doubled-up, howling in misery while the transmutation took place. His body contorted, his head was swollen, his nose turned into a wolf's snout, his dripping clothes ripped, and his feet and hands were enlarged. A great shuddering in Naruto's body took place, as the fur spread from his belly-button to the very tips of his toes. As soon as the metamorphosis was finished, Naruto looked at the great hunter's moon and howled, as his deep voice resonated throughout the city.

Itachi smiled, showing bright white teeth.

"You're a werewolf."

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k I'm really sorry that this chapter was so quick, but I don't want to write more for it! I'll give you an extra-big-gargantuan-overly-fat one on friday! promise!

Les yeux rouges de la mort is french and it means the red eyes of death.